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All Hail to Thee, O Blessed Morn!

Author: J. O. Wallin, 1779-1839 Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.8 Appears in 20 hymnals Lyrics: 1 All hail to thee, O blessed morn! To tidings long by prophets borne, Hast Thou fulfillment given. O sacred and immortal day, When unto earth, in glorious ray, Descends the grace of heaven! Singing, Ringing, Sounds are blending, Praises sending Unto heaven For the Lord to mankind given. 2 ’Tis God’s own Image and, withal, The Son of Man, that mortals all May find in Him a brother. He comes, with peace and love to bide On earth, the erring race to guide, And help, as could no other; Rather Gather Closer, fonder, Sheep that wander, Feed and fold them, Than let evil powers hold them. 3 He tears, like other men, will shed, Our sorrows share, and be our aid, Through His eternal power; The Lord’s good will unto us show, And mingle in our cup of woe The drops of mercy’s shower; Dying, Buying Through His passion Our salvation And to mortals Opening the heavenly portals. 4 He comes, for our redemption sent, And by His glory heaven is rent To close upon us never: Our blessed Shepherd He would be, Whom we may follow faithfully And be with Him forever; Higher, Nigher Glory winging, Praises singing To the Father And His Son, our Lord and Brother. Topics: Christmas Used With Tune: WIE SCHÖN LEUCHTET DER MORGENSTERN
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Chosen Seed and Zion's Children

Author: Andreas Carl Rutström, 1721-1772 Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 11 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Chosen seed and Zion’s children, Ransomed from eternal wrath, Traveling to the heavenly Canaan On a rough and thorny path; Church of God in Christ elected, Thou to God art reconciled, But on earth thou art a stranger, Persecuted and reviled. 2 Still rejoice amid thy trials, Nor regard thy lot amiss; For the kind and loving Saviour Is the source of all thy bliss; May He ever be thy portion, He who gave thee life and breath: In His keeping fear no evil Now or in the hour of death. 3 Pleasantly thy lines have fallen Underneath the tree of life: For the Lord is thy salvation, And thy shield in all thy strife: Here the timid bird finds shelter, Here the swallow finds a nest; Trembling fugitive a refuge, And the weary pilgrim rest. 4 Faith and love are the conditions; All on faith and love depends; Love of law is the fulfillment, Faith God’s mercy apprehends; Who hath faith shall see salvation, Who hath love shall life obtain. May, O Lord, Thy love possess us, And Thy Spirit in us reign. 5 And upon this blest foundation, Lord, our Lord and Saviour King, May Thy Spirit e’er unite us, To it may we ever cling. May we, members of one body, Grow into a perfect whole; Grant, O Lord, that in Thy people, There may be one heart and soul. Amen. Topics: The Church Used With Tune: LAMMETS FOLK OCH SIONS FRÄNDER
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Praise God, from whom all blessings flow

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1,302 hymnals Lyrics: Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
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From Every Stormy Wind that Blows

Author: Hugh Stowell, 1799-1865 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1,303 hymnals Lyrics: 1 From every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat, ’Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads; A place than all besides more sweet; It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend, Though sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat. 4 Ah! whither could we flee for aid, When tempted, desolate, dismayed; Or how the host of hell defeat, Had suffering saints no mercy-seat? 5 There, there, on eagles’ wing we soar, And sin and sense seem all no more, And heaven comes down our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mercy-seat! Amen. Topics: Faith and Justification Used With Tune: BROOKFIELD
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Come, my Soul, thy Suit Prepare

Author: John Newton, 1725-1807 Meter: 7.7.7.7 Appears in 716 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, Jesus loves to answer prayer; He Himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say thee may. 2 Thou art coming to a King; Large petitions with thee bring; For His grace and power are such None can ever ask too much. 3 With my burden I begin; Lord, remove this load of sin: Let Thy blood for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. 4 Lord, I come to Thee for rest, Take possession of my breast; There Thy blood-bought right maintain, And without a rival reign. 5 While I am a pilgrim here, Let Thy love my spirit cheer; As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, Lead me to my journey's end. 6 Show me what I have to do, Every hour my strength renew; Let me live a life of faith, Let me live Thy people's death. Amen. Topics: Worship Used With Tune: WEBER (SEYMOUR)
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Open now Thy Gates of Beauty

Author: Benjamin Schmolck, 1672-1737 Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Appears in 151 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Open now thy gates of beauty, Zion, let me enter there, Where my soul, in joyful duty, Waits for Him who answers prayer; Oh, how blessed is this place, Filled with solace, light, and grace! 2 Yes, my God, I come before Thee, Come Thou also unto me; Where we find Thee and adore Thee There a heaven on earth must be. To my heart oh! enter Thou, Let it be Thy temple now. 3 Here Thy praise is gladly chanted; Here Thy seed is duly sown: Let my soul, where it is planted, Bring forth precious sheaves alone. So that all I hear may be Fruitful unto life in me. 4 Thou my faith increase and quicken, Let me keep Thy gift divine, Howsoe'er temptations thicken, May Thy Word still o'er me shine; As my pole-star through my life, As my comfort in my strife. 5 Speak, O God, and I will hear Thee; Let Thy will be done indeed; May I undisturbed draw near Thee While Thou dost Thy people feed; Here of life the fountain flows, Here is balm for all our woes. Topics: Worship Used With Tune: UNSER HERRSCHER, UNSER KÖNIG
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Blest be the Tie That Binds

Author: John Fawcett, 1739-1817 Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 2,343 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers; Our fears, our hopes, our alms are one, Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain: But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again. 5 From sorrow, toil, and pain, And sin, we shall be free, And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity. Amen. Topics: Worship Used With Tune: DENNIS
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All Praise to Thee, my God, This Night

Author: Thomas Ken, 1637-1712 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1,057 hymnals Lyrics: 1 All praise to Thee, my God, this night For all the blessings of the light: Keep me, oh! keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine own almighty wings! 2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done: That with the world, myself and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Teach me to live that I may dread The grave as little as my bed; To die, that this vile body may Rise glorious at the awful day. 4 Oh! when shall I, in endless day, Forever chase dark sleep away, And hymns divine with angels sing In endless praise to Thee, my King? 5Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host: Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. Topics: Worship Used With Tune: TALLIS' CANON
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God Calling yet

Author: Gerhard Tersteegen, 1697-1769 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 429 hymnals First Line: God calling yet! shall I not hear? Lyrics: 1 God calling yet; shall I not hear? Earth’s pleasures shall I still hold dear? Shall life’s swift passing years all fly, And still my soul in slumber lie? 2 God calling yet! shall I not rise? Can I His loving voice despise, And basely His kind care repay? He calls me still: can I delay? 3 God calling yet! and shall He knock, And I my heart the closer lock? He still is waiting to receive, And shall I dare His Spirit grieve? 4 God calling yet! and shall I give No heed, but still in bondage live? I wait, but He does not forsake; He calls me still: my heart, awake! 5 Ah, yield Him all; in Him confide; Where but with Him doth peace abide? Break loose, let earthly bonds be riven, And let the spirit rise to heaven! 6 God calling yet! I cannot stay; My heart I yield without delay; Vain world, farewell! from thee I part; The voice of God hath reached my heart! Amen. Topics: Repentance Used With Tune: HAMBURG
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Am I a Soldier of the Cross?

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 2,000 hymnals First Line: Am I a soldier of the cross Lyrics: 1 Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb? And shall I fear to own His cause, Or blush to speak His Name? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy Word. 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer, though they die; They see the triumph from afar, By faith they bring it nigh. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise And all Thine armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be Thine. Amen. Topics: Sanctification Used With Tune: MARLOW

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